Nas Lyrics

Album: God's Son

Book of Rhymes Lyrics

Alchemist you know me man

 I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio

 soon as I hear the track; you know what I'm sayin?

 Word but I wanted to bring a couple of books to the studio today

 Man I foundthese shits up in the crib man in boxes man

 I don't even remember when I was writing these shits

 or what's in these shits man probably a bunch of bullshit man

 Fuck it check it

 

 How can I trust you when I can't trust me?

 Picture myself a old man a O.G.

 Some niggas will conversate with liers all day

 Time pass...(Nah lemme start somethin' else)

 Soul on ice death threats given by clowns

 I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns

 I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first

 I thought I was abnormal cause I would overcome any tasked called to

 So there it is I'ma prince I'ma get slain

 Some do minor shit swear they on the top of they game

 Ya rhymin' is called "Vagina Monologue"

 It kinda supports theories of scary niggas who should lie in the morgue

 Rarely y'all come in contact with the real

 Since Pun passed he was the last shine of sun I could feel

 Yo said there's a few left since music's expressions of life

 Damn I wish I took more time to write in my book of rhymes

 

 Oh shit Tina - I been lookin' for this bitch number damn.

 No this rhyme is weak..

 This is week I remember this bullshit right here

 (My Book of Rhymes)

 Gandhi was a... what the fu..?

 

 Gandhi was a fool, nigga fight to the death

 The US Army is a school that teach ya plights of conquest

 (I wonder when I wrote this. Nah it's weak)

 The money's ya religion sky the limit live life

 Numbers is big business makes the poor live trife

 The glimmers of hope provoke those without dollars to dream

 Through your existence become wealthy knowledge is king

 Pimps and card sharks thiefs murderers with hard luck

 Addicts and fiends prostitutes passin' for teens is my society

 Cops that shoot blacks is routine for noteriety

 Grow up watchin' well dressed niggas with charms

 Beautiful ladies on their arms

 Dangerous new cars was my fantasy for Nas

 Rubbin my lips with Campophenique

 Still behind the ears wet turned out to be

 Pioneers vets amongst hustlers crack sellers and liers and squares...

 (Nah that was weak there)

 My people be projects or jail never Harvard or Yale

 Pardon me type in my 2way while I'm chargin' my cell

 It's hard to be iced up with Gucci god poverty's real

 I can't fight you cause you would sue me niggas be groupies

 I see imitators tryin' to make albums spittin' my style

 And they don't even realize that I notice they stealing Nas' shit

 I pump some Rick James with that Teena Marie

 My nina lean on me like Swoop it's crap this can't be

 My book of rhymes

 

 This can't be my book of rhymes writing this bullshit!

 (My Book of Rhymes)

 Nah neva that fuck that, aw why you laughin' Alchemist?

 Huh you a funny nigga... naw yeah

 (My Book of Rhymes)

 I'm tellin' you I'ma come up with some new shit now

 Fuck that I'ma write again now fuck that

 I musta been high on some shit mmm what the fuck is this?

 

 Look how we treat pregnancy women in the 'hood

 Our values so low our values are no good

 Things our mothers told us we shoulda heeded

 Cause now we need it

 We older almost able t...

 I'm jealous of you how come you so beautiful?

 Smelling fresh youthful intelligent while I'm stressin' and shit

 Aiyo I envy you 'cause all you do is smile and things come your way

 Such a innocent child is what some say

 I get upset 'cause I just want to be treated the way you are

 Like a star not a worry in this world thus far

 But wait a minute we both need ya mother's attention

 I must be crazy jealous of my own baby infant

 (Kinda crazy)